Compline Service Mar 5, 2017

 
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In the shimmering candlelit sanctuary of Trinity Church in the City of Boston, participants in our weekly Compline service experience the sacred through deep listening, meditative silence, and the ravishing beauty of song. Tracing its roots to the 7th Century Rule of St. Benedict, Compline is the brief final service in the monastic cycle of daily prayers. Coming from the Latin for "to complete," Compline provides a prayerful way to close the day and to seek a peaceful night. We provide this worship service as a podcast so that some of this peace and beauty might reach you wherever you are. Whether you're listening from your couch by candlelight, or on the commute home, we hope you'll find this broadcast to be a source of tranquility and spiritual sustenance. And as you are able, we would love for you to join us in person, every Sunday at 8 p.m. at Trinity Church Boston. For more information, visit trinitychurchboston.org/worship.
Psalm 63
O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water. So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory. Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; I will lift up my hands and call on your name. My soul is satisfied as with a rich feast, and my mouth praises you with joyful lips when I think of you on my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night; for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I sing for joy. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. But those who seek to destroy my life shall go down into the depths of the earth; they shall be given over to the power of the sword, they shall be prey for jackals. But the king shall rejoice in God; all who swear by him shall exult, for the mouths of liars will be stopped.
Isaiah 58:6-8
Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of injustice, to undo the thongs of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke? Is it not to share your bread with the hungry, and bring the homeless poor into your house; when you see the naked, to cover them, and not to hide yourself from your own kin? Then your light shall break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up quickly; your vindicator shall go before you, the glory of the Lord shall be your rearguard.

Hear My Prayer

Composer:
Henry Purcell

Nunc Dimittis

Composer:
Orlando Gibbons